Here’s a view of the film company Universal’s soundstages and prop warehouses just north of the famous Hollywood sign and close to the San Fernando valley. I shot it while strapped in a harness and hanging outside of a really small and jerky helicopter. The front passenger door had been removed upon my request – so that I could get a really spectacular view during the 90 minute flight over Los Angeles.
Last night, a friend and I saw Quentin Tarantino’s latest and ninth film, Once Upon A Time in Hollywood. I had several reasons to want to see it. Firstly, it’s a film about an era when I was a kid. However changed or different L.A. is today, a “story” based on a time when I at least physically was there (I was 6 years old in 1969), and that at least partially played out in the vicinity of my neighbourhood, was simply too irresistible to forgo. Secondly, fellow Angelino Tarantino’s star-studded cast was a huge draw with Brad Pitt, Leonardo DiCaprio, Al Pacino, Timothy Olyphant, Michael Madsen, Lena Dunham, and Kurt Russell as marquee headliners.
So, how was it? Well, once the lights were turned back on after two hours and forty-two minutes, my buddy spontaneously exclaimed, “What the fuck was that?”. I couldn’t agree more. Had we witnessed a meandering masterpiece or am I just not culturally cultivated enough to fully grasp the genius of this plotless orgy of beautiful people wearing beautiful clothes and riding in beautiful cars in beautiful, sunny Southern California? I think I need to see this film again to be able to answer that question fair and square.
When I got back home from the the movie theatre Royal (best place to watch any movie in Malmö), I checked how the film had done on IMDB.com (8.1/10) and read in the Trivia section that Once Upon A Time in Hollywood had received a 7 minute long standing ovation at the premiere in Cannes in the spring. Go figure.
More images from my hometown can be enjoyed right here.